There’s something about being human,
A simultaneous blessing and curse, so it seems.
A double-edged sword of fighting off demons,
yet finding them in all of our cracks and our seams.

I can’t trust my mind on a good day.
My amygdala lights up at the faintest of creaks.
Worry and self-doubt lead me so far astray,
I’m not sure if the voice in my head even speaks.

It’s...